The battle ax was invincible, and the air pressure was astonishing, as if it split the sky, and then the sky collapsed above Qi Chen's head.

Only this time, his eyes were solemn, and immediately he shouted, followed by a deep dragon roar.

This dragon roar, in this violent explosion, was clearly transmitted to the mind of Venerable Mo Shunjiang.

That battle ax was actually broken.

Before it came into contact with the light of the sword, it was shattered by a dragon roar. Especially, on the body of Venerable Mo Shunjiang, the fire clouds began to become chaotic, and in the end they slowly receded.

"Why do you have a dragon roar!" Venerable Mo Shunjiang looked at the other party in shock. Seeing the approaching sword light, he even forgot to avoid it.

Chang Long Yin, even he is only a small expert in this technique. This is still performed by the real body. If it were replaced by spiritual thoughts, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to perform this sword technique.

As for the other party, he had already started in the Spiritual Movement Realm.

But what worried him even more was how Qi Chen could learn this skill when he was clearly outside the mountain.

Who is teaching?

Who is planning or scheming secretly? What is the ulterior motive?

Venerable Mo Shunjiang is very strong, and similarly, his spiritual thoughts are also strong enough. The bloodline of the Mo Shen clan is not just talk about, but when he met the Changlong Yin in the clan, he lost these advantages.

Because this is the core secret method of Desert God among the three secret methods.

However, for tens of thousands of years, no one in the Desert God clan has tried to recreate the secret method of the past, and no second Desert God has ever been born.

Venerable Mo Shunjiang was like a cracking stone. He stood on the same spot, with a faint dragon's roar emanating from around his body.

A look of fear finally appeared in his eyes.

Qi Chen's talent exceeded his expectations. Although Chang Longyin can cultivate as long as he has the blood of the Desert God clan, it does not depend on the concentration of the blood, but he is in the spiritual realm.

Could it be said that their Desert God clan is going to give birth to another Qi Yilin?

There was silence all around.

After Qi Chen used this knife, his physical condition was not very good. His skin was cracked inch by inch, and blood spurted out.

He was very satisfied with the result.

"Third Grandpa, I'm really sorry that I made you come all the way here."

"Are Third Grandpa satisfied with this ending?" Although he shouted kindly, there was a sarcastic smile on his face.

The spiritual body of Venerable Mo Shunjiang is disintegrating.

The quiet city, the diffuse smoke, the occasional vulture hovering in the sky, and the distant fighter jets facing each other.

Venerable Mo Shunjiang looked at Qi Chen with a complicated expression.

"It's indeed a good ending. I didn't expect that you actually learned the Long Dragon Roar...how did you learn it?"

"I don't know. I just saw a sword intention and learned it accidentally. I finally found out that it was related to my life experience."

"A sword intention?" Venerable Mo Shunjiang suddenly remembered that many years ago, Qi Yilin went out and all these were reported.

Is this God's will?

But God's will is nothing. They, the Desert God clan, are the ones fighting against God's will.

They have already trained Qidao. There can be many geniuses in a family, but one of these peak geniuses is enough.

The Desert God clan will devote all their efforts to cultivate such a genius, waiting for the Desert God to reappear.

Venerable Mo Shunjiang cannot become a god, but he can cultivate a god.

"You are very strong, but you will not be Dao'er's opponent after all, and you will not be able to get in with the Desert God Clan."

Qi Chen said: "I have never regarded him as an opponent, just like I have never thought of entering the desert god family's genealogy. Except where my mother is, the rest has nothing to do with you."

Venerable Mo Shunjiang shook his head, expressing disbelief.

They are the descendants of gods. How many monks are eager to join. Even if they have no bloodline, the secret techniques passed down from that era can create countless strong men.

"Although the spiritual energy outside the mountain is improving, it has not yet returned to its peak. The spiritual energy outside the mountain will not exceed that in the mountain until a hundred thousand mountains collapse."

"You can't enter the mountains. Being outside the mountains these years is equivalent to wasting the best time. There will be no place for you in this world in the future."

"I'm quite relieved about this." Qi Chen coughed twice.

Venerable Mo Shunjiang's figure became fainter and fainter. He smiled, with a hint of ridicule on his face.

"Do you feel like you succeeded?"

Qi Chen frowned, having a bad premonition in his heart, but the other party had already disappeared.

He lay sluggishly on the ground, with the bumpy ground beneath him, looking toward the dim sky.

He wanted to call Mr. Sang to inform him, but Mr. Sang's call came first.

"It's over...."

There was a hoarse voice on the phone, and there was an indescribable sadness.

"How could it be over?" Qi Chen's heartbeat accelerated.

"We are fine in the hot summer, but something happened in the continent... An extremely terrible plague broke out in the Western Temple. In an instant, it spread. We discovered that there are monsters in action in the continent, and they are monsters that have not entered the mountain.

, they were led by former Senator Rosen, and they fed the poison at the cost of their lives."

"Dead..."

"All dead..."

Although the population of the entire continent is not as large as Yanxia, ​​after the return of spiritual energy, the birth rate of newborns has greatly increased, and there are already nearly one billion, but all of them died.

This disaster happened when Qi Chen and Venerable Mo Shunjiang were fighting.

Qi Chen was stunned.

No wonder Venerable Mo Shunjiang said those words to himself just before his spiritual thoughts disappeared.

They kept a hand.

The plague is still spreading. This virus will disappear after reaching a certain range, but it is obviously not enough now.

Who can resist?

There must be at least one strong man in the Taoist realm.

"Estimated deaths, two billion..."

Qi Chen opened his mouth, and he suddenly remembered that Master Yunmu of the Sanxian Sect seemed to have come from the Western Temple before fighting him. Maybe it was at that time that he laid the groundwork.

It's ridiculous that the high priest of the Western Temple still thinks that he is on the same side as the mountain people.

"Congressman Otto, you have gone crazy." Mr. Sang said in a low voice.

Who can't be crazy?

Otto had already made up his mind. He stayed in Yanxia because of the monks' alliance and escaped this catastrophe.

It is estimated that this time, even Mo Guantian did not expect that the guys from the temple would do something like this.

Mutated crows with sharp wings streaked across the city sky, charging violently at the vultures.

One aimed at Qi Chen, roared towards him, and rushed towards him.

Even the crow has become spiritual, knowing that Qi Chen is weak at this time, but has strong cultivation, so it is the best tonic.

"The world is in chaos..." Qi Chen sighed.

He pulled at his torn shirt. The wound healed more slowly this time because it was not an ordinary injury.

He glanced at the crow, put his hand on the ground, and slowly stood up.

He lies there, a weakling.

When he stood up, he became a god.

The crow's body exploded, blood spattered everywhere, and black feathers flew. The movement here attracted the attention of the group of vultures and crows. They no longer fought with each other, but all looked at Qi Chen, wanting to go

He swallowed Qi Chen, but he was very afraid.

"Qi Chen, is there nothing we can do?" Before the call was hung up, Sang was grieving, or in other words, all mankind was grieving.

Is there any way?

"Master Sang, I am powerless."

"Alas..." A heavy sigh came from the other side.

Qi Chen dragged his tired body, using his knife as a crutch, and walked in this city full of desolate areas.

There was no one at this end of the city, but at the other end, there were still many people alive who had no time to escape or were unwilling to leave their hometown.

Qi Chen walked all the way.

Many people walked out of the ruins.

Most of them are elderly people, and there are also some search and rescue personnel.

They looked at Qi Chen in awe.
To be continued...